#dolly x reader

Characters: Dolly, Dasha, Mateo, Airyn, Dorian, Luke Nukem

(The reception to part one was lovely, thank you for all the kind words! This was written as a form of self comfort so to see others finding comfort in my writing is really lovely. As with my first part, this was written based on my own personal experience with selective mutism so it might not apply to everyone.)

Dolly

Aren't you just the sweetest thing?

Likes quiet, gentle types as they aren't pushy or tumultuous.

You're her favorite student: a fantastic listener, always willing to learn, writing down your questions for her.

She loves that you try to engage in discussions with her even when you can't find the words to say out loud; a pencil and paper are good for more than just taking notes after all.

You are the perfect research partner to take to archaeological sites because you approach things with respect and quietude. She finds that she actually enjoys these trips more when you're there to hear her thoughts and theories.

If you feel confident enough to share your own insights she will nod along encouragingly, praising your good ideas and gently correcting you on the more farfetched ones.

Appreciates how reflective you are, it makes for more stimulating intellectual conversations as she knows you consider your words thoroughly before speaking.

It may take you a while to become comfortable talking to her as her intelligence and self assured demeanor can be intimidating at first, but with enough reassurance she manages to get you to open up.

Enjoys quiet intimate moments with you, especially reading together with Lint Eastwood snuggled between you.

Gives excellent pep talks when you're feeling low.

Yet… why is nothing going their way anymore?

(in other words, the dateables finally experience the harsh reality of the real world. moments with you and or the ones without.)

PART I | PART III

Eddie & Volt

TW: Unhealthy alcohol consumption

After Eddie and Volt opened High Voltage Reality, they knew the uncharted territory they were heading into. However, they were used to the work— as the Breaker Box didn’t magically run on its own. What they weren’t expecting though, was the heavy competition. The constant fighting for houses is grueling. Unlike the Breaker Box which was only be controlled by them, houses need to be brought.

Also other real estate companies are fucking despicable. Most of them are corrupt agents who are looking for a house and naive buyers to suck the money out of. It doesn’t help that companies in the area immediately began to target High Voltage Reality, as they basically appeared out of nowhere and stole their customers (to which Volt calls bullshit; it’s not they’re fault he’s suave with his words). Any time Eddie set his sights on a house, other corrupt companies would swoop in last minute, successfully snatching it right out of their hands.

The smug smirks tugging at their lips as these agents sign off on the deal was irritating. Especially when they purposely pass by Eddie with a shove by their shoulder.

“Guess the two hotshots really were just a fluke.”

Safe to say it pissed Eddie and Volt the hell off.

But live wire. Oh, their lovely live wire— was such a darling and helped with whatever they needed. When Eddie was swamped with documents, you would bring him nutritious food and a cup of water. Wordlessly taking away the mug full of coffee, ignoring Eddie’s protests. Then you kiss him on the forehead, smoothing out the furrow of his eyebrows. Eddie would then grumble, but simply melt into your touch.

Volt took better care if himself compared to his lover, often drinking in moderation to burn the stress away. Sometimes you would participate with a few shots, other times you wouldn’t, opting to listen to Volt’s complaints about nefarious companies. If he got too heated, you’d pull him to an empty spot of the floor and dance! Similar to what he did in the Break Box. He could feel the love pouring out of his chest as he spun you around.

Then your letter came in. Eddie and Volt had never yelled at each other more. It was comparable to the fights about Eddie’s faulty wire. But this time it involved you. They both know being rational never comes easy when you’re in the picture. A person who they trusted with their whole being was gone.

That night, after their voices turn raw and the room is cleaned up, they separate to give each other space. Yet they continue to stay in the same room. Because, at the end of day they still have each other to fill the empty space you left behind.

(Eddie continues to fill required documents, staring at the blinding computer screen and scribbling nonsensical bullshit he’ll forget in a week. His mind to drifts to you. Even as his eyes become blurry, posture begins to slump, and hands stiffen. You’d frown at the state he’s in. But regardless, your gentle fingers would rake through his rough hair. Eddie leans into your touch as you giggle at his reaction, softly scolding him about taking care of himself. He’d just hum, basking in the warmth you’ve always carried. So, despite the sun ripping Eddie away from his dream, casting a soft glow on him through the blinds— he couldn’t have felt any more cold.

Maybe if he tries hard enough, he can pretend the warmth is from you instead.)

(Volt continues to drink, except an excessive amount. It was too easy. Too easy to throw back shot after shot. He could feel the burning sensation as they glide down his throat. The room spins once again and hiccups escape his lips. Through his eyes, he pictures you leaning against him, taking shots with him as well. You mock him with no bite, asking if he really was a heavyweight like he said. Volt would heartily laugh because it was just too easy if it’s you. “I love you,” Volt manages to slur.

But the words never echo back.)

Dolly

To be quite honest, becoming a professor at a university never crossed Dolly’s mind. She has two PhD’s and three black belts. Hell, she was even selected to model in a magazine— when she was still an object too!

Regardless, Dolly would say she adjusted really well to her circumstances. The campus is huge but within her smarts, it was a easy memorizing the college map. Her boss and coworkers are very welcoming. Plus, the janitors are absolute sweethearts! Students respect the boundaries of a student and teacher, while also addressing her correctly (she realizes her name isn’t that common). The phone usage could be toned down a bit… but for the most part, the students seemed to be raised right!

Mostly.

It’s finally the end of the semester and Dolly wants to evaluate how she did. Did she teach her students well enough? Dolly hopes so, as her class averages are well above normal. To gather some opinions, she creates an online survey with multiple choice questions, short answers, and unlimited words. A quick announcement during her class, and some of her students already submitted!

Dolly settles into her desk, beginning to open the answered forms. What she saw however, nothing like she was expecting.

“Tone down the southern accent lol it’s rlly grating to my ears”

“I recommend XYZ shampoo and conditioner to help with ur frizzy hair. The thickness bothers me.”

“Ur wasting ur looks teaching.”

“Our assignments take while to be graded every single time. Are you sure you’re not just watching tv shows or playing dress with your outfits instead? LMAO”

Dolly continued to read more and more submissions as they rolled in. She scoffed, lips curling into a scowl at the blatant disrespect. Her ears pick up the muffled laughter and crude looks being shot at her in class. Then when class finally end, leaving her alone with her thoughts, is when Dolly’s shoulders shook.

What the hell did she just read? All she wanted was honest opinions. Instead she gets insulted behind a screen…?

Dolly is in too deep, to a point where she didn’t realize her eyes began to water. She tries to wipe them away with conviction but they relentlessly fall. Hiccups escape from her lips as she sinks into her chair, snatching the jacket hanging from it. Dolly’s fingers dig into the cloth, hoping these grueling thoughts would just disappear.

(The jacket belonged to you. Originally at least.

The two of you were having a cute date. A small picnic at sunset. Trying to acquire a teaching certificate is a more daunting task Dolly couldn’t have imagined. So it was surgery heaven seeing her lover face-to-face again. Unexpectedly though, the dust bunny wasn’t expecting the sudden chill in the air. The wind picked up, and Dolly shivered.

Your jacket landed on her shoulder with a ‘plop’. Dolly blinks. Not long after, a protest bubbles on the tip of her tongue as she turns to you, eyebrows pitched together.

“Just keep it,” you gaze with an unbelievable tender look in your eyes. “You look lovely in it.”

That was enough to shut Dolly’s thoughts down. It was also enough flattery for her to punch you in the shoulder. She laughs at your whining, consciously tugging the soft jacket closer to her skin.

Right now though, Dolly wishes the jacket would swallow her whole, and drag her back to the time where she could still see you.)

Tina

TW: objectifying (if uncomfortable with this topic PLEASE skip for your own mental health), cheating? only kissing tho (due to unestablished boundaries), unhealthy coping mechanism

Tina didn’t have the best first impression of you. An anti-social house owner who just got dumped by some techy company. One moment you’re suave and smooth, and the next moment, you utter something ridiculous! Her secretive triangular diary was even compromised because of you! Sure, she might’ve left it there on purpose. But only because you were clueless picking up on her cues.

And fine. Sure. Maybe it was fun.

(It was always fun with you.)

So when your letter arrived unknowingly carrying the weight of two fragile hearts, Tina had the decency to read the first paragraph. Then didn’t hesitate to rip it in half. After she was done with her high pitched screams, huffs of deep rooted anger, and dumping anything that reminded her of you— she turned to other way of letting her frustrations.

The new season of Love Triangle wouldn’t start for another month anyway.

She began to… sleep around a lot. Well. Tina labels it as ‘sleeping’ with another, however, it wasn’t the case at all. Every night like clockwork she was bring in someone new. Someone fresh. (Someone not like you.) They’d talk. They’d drink. Then suddenly they’re all over each other. Lips locked with one another as moans and indecent noises fill the air. But just as the other person gives a signal to continue further, Tina feels bile rise in her gut, shoving them away with a force of a hurricane.

This scenario was no different. Like her previous adventures, just his hands begin to travel down to the clips of her dress, her mind flashes images of (you you you. because you’re always there, lingering in the back of her mind)— the man is abruptly shoved back as Tina heavies. She slides off his lap with gritted teeth, telling him to scram. However, her date seemed to be a stubborn one. He argued back, and when Tina screamed at him to leave again, he invaded her space.

(But you would’ve never done that. She hates how easily she pictures you: standing behind her, waiting. Patient. You understood her.)

A shadow was casted on her due to his height. Tina scowled, prepared to give the same aggressive reaction that drove her other standees. When she finished, her date just gave an uncanny smile. He gathered his things quietly. Tina huffed, about to make a snide comment until he spoke again.

“I hope you know you’re only good for your body. Do you honestly think people genuinely stay for your fucked up personality?”

Even after he left and Tina laid on the coach, his words echoed in her ears. She bit her lip. She began to tap her foot on the ground. Yet his nauseating words continued to infiltrate her thoughts. Tina feels her stomach flip and she hunches over, gagging on air as she covers her mouth. Tina heaves.

What he said isn’t true. He couldn’t be further from the truth. This basic ass bum doesn’t know shit.

But you do. You know everything about her.

Tina can only hope you aren’t like him. If that’s the case, she’s been living in a lie this whole time. She gazes at the torn paper underneath her feet.

At least you aren’t here.

You aren’t here to confirm her delusions about your relationship. (The fear that you only stayed to satisfy your desires. Not to willingly deal with her snappy attitude, imagination, and everything else.)

Good. She hopes you never come back.

(Your letter remains underneath the couch, beginning to collect dust. It was barely being held together by messy strips of scotch tape.)

a/n: so if you haven’t noticed the issues these dateables have it’s—

Eddie & Volt —> business competition and corruption

Dolly —> whatever the hell teachers have to deal with rude ass students these days (also loosely based on what happen to my middle school teacher)

Tina —> sexual objectification of women

For Tina’s scenario, I understand it’s a uncomfortable topic, but it’s also a very real situation that happens. I personally have ever experienced this specific scenario. I’ve tried to based this on other experiences and slight imagination to try to make this as realistic as possible. So please if this is displayed as offensive tell me. I will straight up delete her part if it’s too much.

[A/N] I am more than happy to do that for you and still trying to understand the game and please give me mercy but also apologies I can't do Vaughn because I haven't met him yet in game, I just got the game not so long ago so I'm slowly adding characters and getting enough information about their character before adding them and funny thing that I had to cancel a request write both for this request came in so yeah hope you enjoy

[Type] Head-Canons

[Summary] being with Dolly

[Genre] Fluff / Relationship

[Paring / Characters] Dolly x gn! Reader

Dolly The Dust Bunny

Dating Dolly means getting used to cozy, dust-swirled afternoons tucked beneath furniture. It’s not glamorous, but it's peaceful and warm. You often lie beside her, shoulder brushing her soft form, as she flips through research papers and absentmindedly hums. Sometimes, she reads aloud, pausing to hear your thoughts. When you don’t know the answer, she smiles and gently says, “That’s alright. Curiosity matters more than correctness.” And when you do answer right, she praises you with a shy chuckle, scribbling a heart beside your name.

Your first sneeze around her nearly ended the relationship well at least that’s what Dolly claimed, dramatically scooting away with a gasp. But after a day of sulking behind the vacuum cleaner, she reappeared wearing a tiny dust mask and gave you a guide: Sneeze Protocols and Containment for Partners of Particulate Entities. Now it’s a running joke every time you sniffle, she playfully tosses you a tissue like it’s a deadly weapon. It's silly, but her affection shows in those small rituals, structured, loving, and deeply personal.

Dolly’s pet, Lint Eastwood, doesn’t like you. He squeaks threateningly every time you enter the room. Dolly insists it’s just protective instincts, but you’re not convinced. Still, she always makes space for both of you, one arm or puff around Lint, the other on your hand. “My favorite creatures,” she murmurs. It’s not easy sharing her attention, but seeing her laugh as Lint tries to chase you only to trip on his own fluff makes it worth it. Besides, Dolly rewards patience, often with surprise kisses tucked into your collar or warm compliments whispered against your cheek.

Most couples fall asleep talking about dreams or the future. Dolly? She lectures on her lesson with her face nestled into your chest. You pretend to fall asleep halfway, just to hear her sigh and ramble softer. Eventually, she stops, lifting her head just slightly to look at you. “You don’t have to understand it,” she says, voice cotton-soft. “I just like you being here.” Then she tucks closer, her fluff brushing your skin like a warm breeze. The science is nice but this? This is the real comfort.

Dolly has been around a long time. She’s outlived dustpans, vacuums, roommates and yet, she stays. She tells you once, eyes serious beneath her bunny ears, “Dust is meant to drift. But I’ve settled here. With you.” It isn’t flashy or grand, but her choice feels sacred. She doesn’t need much, just a steady hand, a shared breath, and someone who sees her as more than a curiosity. You offer her that every day, and in return, she gives you her soft, unwavering love bit by bit, until even the corners of your life feel filled with her.

You sat in silence, shoulders tense, staring blankly at the wall. Dolly settled beside you, her fluff barely brushing your arm. She didn’t speak right away, just observed, calm and quiet. “You’re thinking very loudly,” she said at last.

You gave a half-hearted shrug. “Just one of those days. Feel like… I’m not doing enough. Not being enough.” Dolly tilted her head, ears twitching faintly. “Enough for whom?” You didn’t answer. You didn’t need to.

She reached into her notes and pulled out a single sheet. It was covered in scribbles your handwriting from weeks ago, helping her solve an equation you didn’t even fully understand. “You gave me this,” she said softly. “You tried, even when it was messy. Even when you doubted yourself.” You glanced at the paper. “It wasn’t much.”

“It was you,” she replied. “You try. You care. That is not nothing.” She shifted closer, letting her fluff lean against your side. “You are already enough. Dust settles where it belongs and I’ve settled with you, so that means I with to you” And just like that, the quiet didn’t feel so heavy anymore.

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yeesSSSSS

if you’re a good, obedient, straight-A student, Dolly loves inviting you to stay after class (her eyes quickly sweeping over your body). You’ll get rewarded, any possible way you could want— when she hears a flustered ask, for you to be able to see her tits (Cute…), she climbs into your lap and unbuttons her shirt, allowing you to do the honors of pulling the fabric and letting them spill out. She smiles at your wide-eyed look and the way your breath hitches, but she gasps when she suddenly feels you lean forward and press the flat of your tongue against her nipple, still covered (just barely) by her lacy black bra.

that’s only if you’re good, if you’re a bad? Perhaps a class clown who can’t keep their damn mouth shut, or your stereotypical “bad boy/girl” who shows up late, pops their gum in class— General juvenile shit she doesn’t have the patience for. Well, Dolly calls you to stay behind for “extra help”, and before you know it, you’re spread out in her lap, impaled on a strap. Dolly is careful not to touch you more than necessary, allowing the heavy dick, the ridges and bumps along its length, to drag harshly against your walls.

HECK YEAH that's a great idea!!!! i hope you enjoy this ^^ made it a headcanon and ficlet combination!

brains and brawn (much to remark upon!)

pairing: dolly x gender neutral reader

content / warnings: lightly suggestive ending

word count: 860 (374 headcanons, 486 ficlet)

When it comes to you and Dolly, both of you are deeply passionate about the things you enjoy.

'DANDY'S WORLD' romantic headcanons with LOOEY and a Reader who's a MAIN!

ABOUT ‘dandy's world’ character LOOEY x reader where reader is a main character of the show

CREDITS photo above belongs to @/cheezyx3 on pin/tiktok

ALSO takes place before the game!

𝆹𝅥 Romantic headcanons

𝆹𝅥 Dante, Dolly (DATE EVERYTHING)

Dante

Ever since you two have met you two had a really good relasionship, it is easy to talk to Dante and he is always happy to help, and over time you two simply grew closer and closer, the more you two talked the more comfortable and happy both grew to be with each other, it was really easy to talk to the other and joke around after getting over the shyness

Still, Dante did realice the feelings that were growing within him for you rather quick, but between his shyness and insecurities about you don't feeling the same he tried to keep those feelings hidden even from himself, even when the more time passed the more he fell in love with you and ignoring those feeling love simply didn't felt right. So, at the end, he accepted his feeling and decided to act on them, he would give hints while also trying to court you (of course, he would not be an idiot and take you for granted nor think he could win your heart without putting the effort)

At the end, when he finally confessed was while hanging out, in the comfort of your friendship but not being not-romantic, and he ended up ranting a little while trying to calm his nervousness about how he has been feeling like this for a while now and about how he wanted to do things right and shown you that he was serious, at the end his nervousness where quickly replaced by relief and laugh once you said that you feel the same

The transition between being best friends to become lovers it isn't too much of a problem for Dante, after all he has been trying to win your heart, but, then again, he would never dare to take you for granted so even now that you told him that you feel the same he still tries to be romantic and sweet

The thing that does take him a while to get used to is the balance between being your best friend and being your partner, after all he is your best friend too, and if he is being honest he is honored by it, after all you are one of the most important people for him, being able to be loved as best friend and lover it is quite new and yet exciting, even if it kinda confuses him at times he wouldn't change it, and over time he just grows used to be both

Also, because of that Dante puts extra attention to your own relasionship, not only it is obviously now one of his priorities, it also helps him to understand even more and give better advices when others come to him seeking help, funny enough he is the first one to hear his own advices to be able to do his part to keep this relasionship healthy, with full of love and understanding (he doesn't know but most of the people that he had helped now admire him even more because of your relasionship)

Dolly

Because of how passionate she is of her work and how much time she invests on it Dolly has quite a bit of troubles to get to know people, but it was your genuine interest on her and her work what leaded her to give a chance, and she would admit that it is one of the best choices she took because, ever since then you two had a long journey throught meeting each other and slowly fitting in each other's life

Dolly is not the type of person that falls in love quickly, she doesn't has small crushes, once she falls in love is for good and falling in love with her best friends is was a high posibility, still that doesn't mean she would handle it easy. From one side she had to spend quite some time to be able to pin point what kind of feelings where leading her to have sleepless nights, and she needs some more time to accept those feelings, as happy as it made her, she still thinks it can be troublesome (but its not like she can stop those feelings now)

Dolly spend some time weighting her feelings, thinking and even doubting if she should do something about them or just forget about it, but, at the end, she decides to tell you about her feelings (at least that way if you reject her she will be able to move on), and the moment you told her that you feel the same Dolly felt a mix of relief, a bit of confusion but also embarrasment for being so worried

Dolly is really expressive, she sees no shame in her feelings, and since those feelings are reciprocated she sees no reason to hide them, she becomes more affectionate and loving with her words, somehow her nervousness were only present when she was worried about her feelings being one sided, but now she seems to never actually be nervous

As well, Dolly is surprisingly confident about the fact that you two are best friends and lovers, she finds the perfect balance between loving you and be affectionate with you while also stay calm and just follow your rythm when you need your best friend

Although, she never forgets that despite being best friends right now you are lovers, she treats your relasionship as such and is always trying to keep that in mind, she keeps having romantic gestures because of the love she holds and keeps respectful of your relasionship during her work, she doesn't talk much about you two but has no problem with clarifying that she does have a partner

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i totally agree!! she loves seeing you all dressed up and will absolutely help you into it (and don't mind when her pretty fingers caress down your sides, massaging your pussy through the tight fabric!)